Where a grass and a tree will grow, in addition to natural forces, there must be their own individual choices. It is this multi-directional choice that makes the whole natural grass long warblers fly, the flowers are red and willow green, the weather is varied, and the mountains are everywhere.
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Anchor | Yangcheng Evening News all-media reporter Hui Tianjiao
There are two small flower ponds on the north terrace, when the spring is warm, the lush weeds are full of two flower ponds, and when the summer blooms a crowded small wildflower, the small wildflower has a beautiful look, no obvious fragrance, no stunning color, but it opens a reassuring style, so scattered, introverted, clear and bright swaying, emitting the quiet breath of the years.
Whenever I look out the window when I am cooking in the kitchen, the small wild pollen in the flower pond is white, a look of insult and indisputability, which is very suitable for me, and they complement the food I make that I am not good at cooking, and they belong to the appearance that although it is inconspicuous, it is indeed made according to my own wishes.
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There are flowers outside the window, porridge in the kitchen, and if there is a little joy in the heart, this is probably a small beauty in daily life.
Later, I don't know when an unknown plant grew in each of the two flower ponds overgrown with wild grass, and it was two completely different plants. They all grew branches with clean and rounded leaves, standing on the edge of two flower ponds, neither grabbing the sun and rain dew of the weeds, but also sheltering a group of small weeds under the wings. After that, the two plants that look like small trees have completely changed the pattern of the two flower ponds, no longer with the grass to walk the road of one year old and one wither, even in the winter, a small piece of turquoise is displayed, reflecting the grass that has withered yellow in the winter, it seems to be an upgraded version of the plant small world created by the flower pond, from the era of the four seasons to the era of the lighthouse, the small tree has become the beacon of the civilization of the two flower ponds. When spring came, I leaned over to the flower pond and carefully observed, and found that not all grasses were new, and some grasses were more like resurrection, reborn from the original dry foundation.
I think that the world of plants must have their own language and their own civilization. When grass seeds and flower seeds are blown away by the wind, they must all have the desire to choose a good place to live, and they must have made efforts to fall in the direction they chose before landing, and when they grow vigorously, they will send signals belonging to their language system to intentional plants, and then a variety of species will flourish and open their own civilization.
Where a grass and a tree will grow, in addition to natural forces, there must be their individual choices, certain. It is this multi-directional choice that makes the whole natural grass long warblers fly, the flowers are red and willow green, the weather is varied, and the mountains are everywhere.
We can't understand their language, but we can appreciate their choices.
The flowers and plants that grow in the two ponds are no different from the plants that grow deep in the mountains: not many people see them, admire them, and praise them; they are born for themselves.
When I look out the window in the kitchen, if they don't wave to me, I may look into the sky, or look at the road or overpass across the street, or at the trees and birds downstairs, or at a wild cat that suddenly runs out of the yard of the neighborhood, but as long as I look up every time, they are swaying, and my eyes cannot ignore and ignore them even if I do not focus on them. In this way, they look like they were made for me.
Day by day they grow, blossom, wither, grow and bloom again, day by day at some point in time with them visually or without communication, quietly accompanied, the days flow quietly away...
This is the ordinary watch of ordinary life. I haven't even watered them once, my only dedication has been to appreciate their quiet lives. Yes, tranquility! It is precisely because there is a quiet life that there is time and mood to appreciate a bouquet of flowers, a grass and a tree, and there will be a wisp of acacia in the stable years.
Then, in this spring, I want to say to the two lush flower ponds outside the window: May the world be peaceful, all things be beautiful, all beings have love, watch over each other, and be quiet and far away! (Yangcheng Evening News 2022-04-07 A09 edition Responsible Editor: Wu Xiaopan)
Source | Yangcheng Evening News
Edit | Wooden words
Proofreading | Zhou Yong
Audit | Zhong Chuanfang
Issue | Sun Chaofang